Page 39 of Mafia King

“Mmmmmm, w-w-w-what… w-w-w-where?” Theo half-whispers.

As Theo wakes to the soft grey light of early morning filtering through the heavy curtains, for a moment he does not remember where he is.

Then the scent of clean cotton and the faint residual trace of Nikolai’s cologne settle around him, and the events of the previous night return in a slow, warm rush.

Theo realises that he is in Nikolai’s bed.

He turns his head on the pillow and sees the man in question. Nikolai stands naked on the soft rug at the foot of the bed, arms stretched high above his head, spine lengthening in a long, controlled arch.

Morning light catches the hard lines of Nikolai’s shoulders, the defined planes of his back, the heavy meat of his cock as it hangs thick between his thighs. He is completely unselfconscious, completely at ease in his own skin.

The sight sends an immediate, electric tingle straight through Theo’s body. His nipples tighten under the soft sleep shirt. His cock hardens with barely a touch.

Despite the interrupted night and the late hour they finally slept, Theo feels rested. Deeply, surprisingly rested. The solid warmth of Nikolai’s body beside his through the remaining hours had kept the usual restless edges of his mind quiet.

Suddenly, Nikolai turns.

His dark eyes find Theo at once. A small, knowing curve touches the corner of his mouth.

“Out of bed,” Nikolai says, voice still rough with sleep. “Crawl to me on all fours.”

The order lands low and certain. Theo’s pulse jumps. He pushes the covers aside and slips from the mattress onto the rug.

The soft pile is cool under his palms and knees. He begins to crawl, head slightly lowered, the thin sleep shirt riding up his thighs with every movement.

The thrill is sharp and immediate: humiliation and arousal braided so tightly he cannot separate them.

Theo feels like a dog being summoned, and the knowledge only makes him harder. He stops at Nikolai’s bare feet and waits, ass resting on his heels, eyes lifted only as far as his calves.

Nikolai reaches down and draws the sleep shirt up and over his head in one smooth motion. Cool air kisses his bare chest and Theo’s cock twitches as his balls tighten.

Nikolai discards the shirt without looking where it lands, then hooks his fingers into the waistband of Theo’s simple cotton briefs and hikes them high and tight between his cheeks, the fabric pulling snug against his crotch. The sudden pressure makes Theo gasp.

“Heel,” Nikolai says. “Stay at my side. Any wrong move or lag and there will be trouble.”

Theo nods, throat too tight for words.

Nikolai duly walks to the wide cupboard near the bedroom door and opens it. From an upper shelf he takes down a slim black riding crop. The leather tongue is short and flexible.

Theo’s eyes widen; a soft sound of surprise escapes him before he can stop it.

Nikolai tests the crop once against his own palm, the sharp crack loud in the quiet room. Then he starts walking…

Theo stays on all fours and follows, keeping as close to his bare heels as he can. The townhouse feels different from this angle… taller, more imposing, every doorway and stretch of polished floor a potential test. When his pace falters for half a second on the landing Nikolai brings the crop down across the fullest part of his right cheek.

The sting is bright and immediate.

“Owww!” Theo yelps, then hurries forward again.

Another crack lands when he takes a corner too wide in the hallway. By the time they reach the living room his ass is already warm and tingling, and the briefs pulled tight between his legs are stretched by his erect cock.

Nikolai stops in the center of the large rug…

“Remove your briefs. Face down into the couch cushion. Ass in the air.”

Theo’s hands shake only a little as he obeys. He hooks his thumbs into the hiked fabric and works the snug briefs down his thighs and off. Then he climbs onto the deep leather couch, lowers his cheek to the cool cushion, and pushes his hips up and back, knees spread, presenting himself completely.

The position is open, vulnerable, utterly exposed.